Dark Magus Returns

949 An Early Fall

In a small harbor town where several ships docked, ready to set sail around the vast continent, two powerful people had met.

No one quite knew the strength of these two individuals as their faces weren't widely known, and one's face couldn't even be seen.

Yet they both held strength in their hands that could change the continent of Pagna forever, and both had boarded a ship.

They looked at each other for a moment until Lince eventually jumped down.

"It's quite obvious that you forced your way onto this ship?" Lince asked. "One can tell by their injuries, but might I ask where you wish to head, and let's not waste time—you might as well tell me why."

Lince, leader of one of the strongest Demonic Faction Clans, was on board the ship because of what a particular man had told him.

Only a couple of days ago, he had paid a visit to Belil. Lince knew the truth; he knew who Belil was but didn't know his plan until two days ago.

He had learned of the sacrifice Belil was going to make and why—for the sake of all of Pagna—and with that information, Lince was free to do as he wanted.

In the end, he decided to set sail to the special island. He still wasn't sure if Belil's story was true, but even if there was a chance, he felt he needed to.

To avoid the attention of others, he was moving on his own, but now he had met someone else, who had forced their way on just like him. There weren't many that would do that, especially here where the ships were mostly run by pirates, some were even warriors, making him guess they were doing the same thing.

'I have to be careful. This person doesn't look like a typical warrior, not from one of the larger clans. There's a chance he could be from Alter? Or that Bonum Society—both are not very good options for me. It might be best to get rid of him now.'

Lince's hand was moving towards his back, but he noticed that the stranger was keeping an eye on him.

"I promise you, you don't want to fight against me," Zon replied. "If we're both heading to the same location, then it shouldn't be a problem as long as we don't get in each other's way, right?" Zon asked.

"I'm afraid that's not the case, and the fact that you're speaking so confidently to me is annoying," Lince's tone had changed, and Qi started to swirl and surround his body.

The system Zon was using indicated the fight wasn't going to be easy, but Zon now had a new item, and right then, he used it.

He disappeared and reappeared right behind Lince, his hand moving lightning fast as he grabbed Lince's wrist before he could reach for his dagger.

"There's a reason I'm confident. What do you have against me heading to the island? Is there something you're looking for as well?"

Lince was stunned; he was keeping a clear eye on the strange man, waiting for him to move, but saw nothing. Not only that, but his strength was high enough to grab Lince by the wrist.

Even with his regular strength, he was unable to move unless he forced a high amount of Qi.

It was best if the two didn't fight.

"I'm from the Demonic Faction, the Lost Clan," Lince answered. "I'm there to stop someone from getting something."

Zon could tell he wasn't lying.

"So you're not from Alter?" Zon asked.

"If you're asking that, I guess you're not from Alter either?" Lince replied.

Zon let go, knowing this man wasn't the enemy, but he was still curious why he wanted to go to the island. They both were.

"I'm here to look for someone and something as well, and I'm helping the Dark Magus out," Zon finally answered.

"Oh?" Lince raised an eyebrow. "Maybe the two of us should talk after all, then. I have a feeling it might be important that we get to know each other."

Through conversation, they both made their positions clear. They were practically there for the same reason, and Lince claimed he was somewhat a supporter of Raze.

He was helping him in a way, but not directly. The conversation flowed easily without Lince having to explain much, as Zon could confirm whether Lince was lying.

Since they both knew what was possibly ahead, they agreed to travel together. The next day arrived, and Zon looked out at the island, noticing a change in the distant clouds.

"We need to set sail!" Zon shouted. "It's changing… it looks like we'll be able to reach the island in a few hours."

"What?" Lince said. "But Belil said it wouldn't be until tomorrow?"

"If the island has been like this for many years, then there's a chance his guess could have been wrong. It's surprising he was only off by a day or two."

Lince felt a little nervous about Belil's plan if that was the case, and it was a good thing he had come along. He just had to hope the new friend by his side was strong enough to face what was to come.

In the Light Faction, there was movement on the beach as they readied to board their large ships, heading to the island.

They weren't the only ones who noticed.

"Red!" Heino called. "The mission is the most important above all else. Do your job well."

Red smiled as he joined the other warriors and started boarding the ship.

In the Light Faction, in the same city, one man stood out, looking at the island from afar.

"Oh, it looks like something's happening. Strong energy. I guess I should go and see what's happening. After all, since I came down from above, things have been a bit boring," Mosak said.

Remembering when he first appeared in that room, summoned into this foreign mage's body—a divine warrior unrestricted by the world's rules.